Dark speeches
Haunted monsters
They killed
They cursed
We drifted to oblivion.
Happy in silence
Kissed the monsters
Killed their home
Merry on the mountain
Lost in the glory
South is blood
Monsters are honored
Sing with strange tongue
The dead cannot conquer.
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